29/4-SF16 sat
CCA visual criticism symposium 1000-1600
Thomas Hirschhorn's exhibition 1230-1315; 1600-17oo
"we but, sell, trade" Bkshops on Polk Str. 1715-1915
Luggage Centre 1930-1945
SF Ballet at Opera House 2000-2230
Still some time before attening CCA visual criticism (MA) thesis symposium down the hill at the campus, not enough for any trip, so why not sit down to write.
In SF, the punishment for carelessness and ill-planning is often more walking, and without luck, up the steepy slopes.
Ok, as usual, here is what I have done today first.
still just a list of what I did first, before I knew if I got more time to write in details.
Having recieved the news last night that I am able to enroll for the American Dance Festival dance criticism workshop from late June to mid July, the whole second trip suddenly gain weight, and have at least a specific thing I could mention to others, but it is one of those making oneself more professional thing that I do not feel very comfortable with. I don't mean I do not like to learn more, and if I do not have the grant, I could not have the chance to, but still I am not sure if it is the rightful choice for me, than for example sitting in more fundmental classes for more basic things.
too much things to do already, time to write is very limited.
Writing the title for the last entry, reminds me of the title of a work by David Ireland, which I saw from a monograph of him in Cody's Book today. The latter half of the work's title, as I recalled, is: You can't make art by making art. (1991)
It seems I have missed the opportunity to see some works by Vito Acconci and over fifty other artists here in San Fran. Why? Because they are part of the permanent Art at SFO (San Fran International Airport). These were really a bit stupid, for unless those who are trapped inside for transit, no one with luggages could stay long in the airport to look at them.
Unfortunately, exactly as I said earlier in mMK blog, in the SF Weekly guide to film, they have described the Opening Night hk film Perhaps Love as "a shamelessly derivative melange of recent Western Musicals - only set in China and Boastinga handsome pan-Asian cast." The SF Bay Guardian too, suggested that it "fails at almost all it attempts. ... pointless East-kowtows-to-West, torture-by-style exercise, glaringly poisoned by contempo-musicals like Chicago and Moulin Rouge." To my surprise though, the cover of the Miniguide for the film fest is a picture of Andy Lau.
SF Weekly 19-25/4 has a two-pages (while the Guardian has just one page, but also a frontpage headline!) article, reporting about Golden Gate Park closing the carway to de Young Museum from Sunday to Saturday. A not really very arty issue, it got so much coverage, mostly because the museum authority did not like this idea and made up excuses, also more embrassing maybe, is that the closed road in Sunday has been really popular, particularly for those bladerollers. The only interesting art related thing is that it reveals the figure of attendence in this museum is around 7100 for weekends.
Leaving the CCA, I decided not to walk north via the quiet streets to SOMA (not some museum of art but, South of Market Ave). I did think about taking the Muni bus line 22 more near to CCA that could take me to the northern tip of San Fran, but without any information of the bus, I decided not to wait. So I walk west trying to see if the Mission St. BART station has Muni-Pass to sell instead, but no luck. I am not particularly interested to visit the touristic Fisherman Wharf there, but Fort Mason, not for its museums though, but the cheapest 2nd hand bkshop in town, according to some guidebks. Yet after passing the building with a number of activist organizations' offices as well as the LAB, further west, there are, to my luck, four more second hand bkstores in Mission, allowing me to spend the rest of this first day of mine.
After lunch, seeing the sun coming out, I decided to just stroll in the near district, the two Sunday Flea markets are both too far out of my reach with public transportation. So I strolled down back to CCA, the security there recognized me and allowed me to enter the art school building. Many little finds here and there, via the some handdrawn, various shape and different size posters and notices. Most relevant, perhaps, is the MA in Visual Criticism Thesis Symposium to be held on the 29th April, 1000-1600. Others observations only mostly reinforce my Chicago SAIC impression that US art schools are really huge, comprehensive and having facilities / system that really serves the students. Most of the students working there (on a Sunday), however seems to be preoccupied by their own notebook, which theoretically is designed so it could allow them to work elsewhere?
Brought some food from the neighbourhood grocery, plus a SF Chronicle. This Sunday version got so much advertisement booklets, it's volume is even more huge than my notebook computer. Finished it already while warming the food for lunch. Only the weekly activities calendar is useful, also found no art criticism column in it.
Despite ACC/CCA said it charges 16 dollar for the door-to-door shuttle from airport to the apartment, I guess a few dollars tips is inevitable, however the driver dared ask me if he could just take my 20 dollars bill.
Before I leave, I try to avoid promising to keep on writing this blog during the US trip, but I just arrived at an appartment for visiting artist of the San Francisco California College of Arts. With internet access, it seems to allow me at least to carry on writing during this part of the trip. Though I feel sad to leave home, and the town that I passed by seem pretty quiet (it is Sunday morning here), picking up the keys right from the venue of CCA Wattis Insitute, where the Thomas Hirschhorn's exhibition is on show, suddenly lifted my spirit a bit. Hope everything runs smooth.